It all depends on how you look at it, doesn’t it? After all, there’s more than beauty within the eye’s of the beholder. There are, sometimes, lascivious thoughts.
This is a still study (one of many) for a new movie I’m putting into production. Yes; I make movies. I’ve created 4 thus far and have ideas for at least 5 more. I create them using my camera, using both still shots and video footage, and a small and eclectic and somewhat dependable gaggle of software applications that just happened to come along for the ride with Windows XP and Microsoft Office.
I consider my movies to be feature length. They are well thought out, plotted, planned, contain the highest of production values, and are created on a budget that would make all of Holly and Bolly, weep with envy.
They are also all less than 6 minutes in length and come complete with beautiful musical scores. Mainly by Mozart or Beethoven; they wrote a lot of nifty short stuff.
Sometimes I begin with a visual idea; I see something, I take a photograph of something, and suddenly a plot develops. At other times, the entire process begins with a piece of music. I’ll hear something and a story develops out of the music. I develop the plot and then quickly go through the process of casting the different roles.
Casting, you may ask?
Perfect example. God knows why, but I just happen to own a set of five poker die. Suddenly an idea popped into my head: a ménage a trois. It was so obvious. A young man named Kingsley has a beautiful young girl friend named Queenie. He’s a little confused about things – he is, after all, a Metrosexual – and during a business trip to Montreal, he falls under the manipulative and sexual guile of the debonair and Bisexual young man named – wanna guess? – Jacques!
There’s no need to say anything. I, of anyone, am well aware of the fact that I need to tighten up the story-line a tad. Yet coming thus far, it became very clear to me that I would need a larger cast. After all, there are the scenes in the office building where both Kingsley and Queenie work (they met there; it was a water-cooler romance followed by a photo-copier copulation), the scenes in the smart and three-story walk-up that the two move into together, the park in Montreal where Kingsley and Jacques first meet, the scene in the gay disco (I’d need a lot of men) where the two men dance dirty, and the scene at the Woman’s Support Centre where Queenie goes for help and love and understanding. I’d need lots of women for that one so yes, I put out a casting call meaning, I went to a game supply store and bought shit-loads of poker die affording me my three leads, lots of men (both met and bi), a gaggle of supportive dykes (makes one think of Holland, doesn’t it?), 9s and 10s for the office tower and apartment building, and lots of trees for the park and lots of spermatozoa for the sex (Ace of Spades for these last two; depending on whether they’re lying down or standing up). I have yet to put any thought into the film score, but I have the impression that it will be a piece of music by Debussy because the film is all oh-so French, and I think that this film shall be called “Crap Shoot.” “Full House” was my first pick but I think you can see my difficulties working with that choice.
Now, as far as the photograph is concerned, the plot for that movie is fairly obvious. I mean, come on. It’s all about seduction and it’s working title is “Jack et Jacques.” The usual tale of a young and straight and confused man named Jack (he’s on the left) being seduced by the equally young, and unequally straight and confused man named Jacques. Jacques is a pizza delivery guy or a plumber or a motorcycle cop or an English Prof or a frat boy or a paramedic and, once again, it will probably be set in, where else, Montreal.
I have yet to determine what Jack does for a living.
It’ll all be about the dance – twisting and twirling; ritual, totem and taboo – and the erotic. And a lot of suggested sexual positions. The music will be by Mozart – a smart and snappy Rondo akin to a Polka – clocking in at about 2 minutes 30 seconds, and the entire production will probably have to be rated PG or R.
In essence, I think it’s probably going to be a skin flick, and although I haven’t viewed every single porno movie ever made, from what I’ve heard, I can practically guarantee the viewer that this one shall be one of the very few with a sound track worthy of one’s ears.
Coming to a theatre near you…
This is a still study (one of many) for a new movie I’m putting into production. Yes; I make movies. I’ve created 4 thus far and have ideas for at least 5 more. I create them using my camera, using both still shots and video footage, and a small and eclectic and somewhat dependable gaggle of software applications that just happened to come along for the ride with Windows XP and Microsoft Office.
I consider my movies to be feature length. They are well thought out, plotted, planned, contain the highest of production values, and are created on a budget that would make all of Holly and Bolly, weep with envy.
They are also all less than 6 minutes in length and come complete with beautiful musical scores. Mainly by Mozart or Beethoven; they wrote a lot of nifty short stuff.
Sometimes I begin with a visual idea; I see something, I take a photograph of something, and suddenly a plot develops. At other times, the entire process begins with a piece of music. I’ll hear something and a story develops out of the music. I develop the plot and then quickly go through the process of casting the different roles.
Casting, you may ask?
Perfect example. God knows why, but I just happen to own a set of five poker die. Suddenly an idea popped into my head: a ménage a trois. It was so obvious. A young man named Kingsley has a beautiful young girl friend named Queenie. He’s a little confused about things – he is, after all, a Metrosexual – and during a business trip to Montreal, he falls under the manipulative and sexual guile of the debonair and Bisexual young man named – wanna guess? – Jacques!
There’s no need to say anything. I, of anyone, am well aware of the fact that I need to tighten up the story-line a tad. Yet coming thus far, it became very clear to me that I would need a larger cast. After all, there are the scenes in the office building where both Kingsley and Queenie work (they met there; it was a water-cooler romance followed by a photo-copier copulation), the scenes in the smart and three-story walk-up that the two move into together, the park in Montreal where Kingsley and Jacques first meet, the scene in the gay disco (I’d need a lot of men) where the two men dance dirty, and the scene at the Woman’s Support Centre where Queenie goes for help and love and understanding. I’d need lots of women for that one so yes, I put out a casting call meaning, I went to a game supply store and bought shit-loads of poker die affording me my three leads, lots of men (both met and bi), a gaggle of supportive dykes (makes one think of Holland, doesn’t it?), 9s and 10s for the office tower and apartment building, and lots of trees for the park and lots of spermatozoa for the sex (Ace of Spades for these last two; depending on whether they’re lying down or standing up). I have yet to put any thought into the film score, but I have the impression that it will be a piece of music by Debussy because the film is all oh-so French, and I think that this film shall be called “Crap Shoot.” “Full House” was my first pick but I think you can see my difficulties working with that choice.
Now, as far as the photograph is concerned, the plot for that movie is fairly obvious. I mean, come on. It’s all about seduction and it’s working title is “Jack et Jacques.” The usual tale of a young and straight and confused man named Jack (he’s on the left) being seduced by the equally young, and unequally straight and confused man named Jacques. Jacques is a pizza delivery guy or a plumber or a motorcycle cop or an English Prof or a frat boy or a paramedic and, once again, it will probably be set in, where else, Montreal.
I have yet to determine what Jack does for a living.
It’ll all be about the dance – twisting and twirling; ritual, totem and taboo – and the erotic. And a lot of suggested sexual positions. The music will be by Mozart – a smart and snappy Rondo akin to a Polka – clocking in at about 2 minutes 30 seconds, and the entire production will probably have to be rated PG or R.
In essence, I think it’s probably going to be a skin flick, and although I haven’t viewed every single porno movie ever made, from what I’ve heard, I can practically guarantee the viewer that this one shall be one of the very few with a sound track worthy of one’s ears.
Coming to a theatre near you…
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